When she woke up, Jiang Rui, the top student in fashion design, became a "sick beauty" with nothing but her face in the Red Star Textile Factory in the 1980s. Good news: She is still alive, young and beautiful, and has an "iron rice bowl" job that everyone envies. Bad news: The family is poor, the parents are honest people, and there are younger siblings waiting to be fed. There is no money in the pocket, no gas in the stomach, and I still need a cloth ticket to buy a piece of cloth. As for herself, she was a delicate person who would gasp after taking only two steps and shake like a bucket-carrying sailor. What's even more terrible is that she knows that in a few years' time the wave of state-owned enterprise restructuring will hit, the factory's efficiency will decline, and a large number of workers will soon face the fate of being laid off. Iron rice bowl? It's about to break! Jiang Rui: "..." You can't wait, you can't rely, just roll up your sleeves and do it! Is the technical department conservative and rigid? She used the fashion trends and design concepts of the past thirty years to draw a new "Chenliang" pattern that amazed the entire factory, and won the Technical Innovation Award! Are the clothes from the supply and marketing cooperative dusty? She ran around the city riding the "28 big bar", and used the fabric tickets and wages she saved to sew the first pair of Hong Kong-style bell-bottom pants with her own hands, setting off the fashion trend in the city! The best relatives come to your door to enjoy the autumn breeze? Sorry, if you have enough skill in talking, you will be so angry that you go out crying and never dare to come back again. From an unknown little female worker, to the backbone of the technical department, and then to seize the rising tide of self-employment, she opened her own clothing studio. Jiang Rui used her skillful hands to create a bright future for herself and her family. But why was the cold-hearted son of the factory director who always came to "trouble" her look more and more strange? One day, he cornered her in a corner, the tips of his ears turned red:
